After the news about this season’s "An Appointnt with Jing" was released, all the fans were excited, eagerly awaiting the exclusive interview with Jiang Nuo and his wife.
So people went to comnt under the official Weibo, hoping for more sneak peeks to be released in advance.
Unexpectedly, these sneak peeks only made the fans even more eager, desperately wishing for the weekend to co sooner.
On the day Jiang Nuo and Mu Qiuniang finished recording the show, they were imdiately taken back to the Mu family’s old mansion by the all-capable butler, Mu Mingyu.
This old mansion, having weathered countless storms, still stood tall, like an elder full of stories—you just know this is an elder with tales to tell when you walk past it.
"This big?!" Jiang Nuo was quite shocked as he walked in.
Although not comparable to the Forbidden City, it was like a small imperial palace, its grandeur and luxury far beyond what ordinary people could own.
When he learned Mu Qiuniang was a senior mber of the Capital City’s Mu family, he sowhat guessed it was a big family, but on the day of the old gentleman’s birthday, his stay was brief and he lodged in a hotel, so he didn’t feel much of it.
But now it was different—such an ancient house is sothing money can’t rely buy; it’s priceless!
Jiang Nuo whispered to Mu Qiuniang, "People always say I could live off my looks, but I insist on relying on talent. I didn’t agree before, but now I truly do."
"Why?" Mu Qiuniang was puzzled.
"Because as long as I use my looks to woo you, I can marry a rich beauty and reach the peak of my life," Jiang Nuo smiled.
Mu Qiuniang, who wasn’t amused, "..."
Besides filming, this was Jiang Nuo’s first ti staying in such a house, and he was imnsely excited.
Upon reaching Mu Qiuniang’s courtyard, the first thing Jiang Nuo did was take photos: "Wife, can I post this on Weibo?"
"No!"
Jiang Nuo wailed, "How can such a beautiful courtyard not be shared? Just one photo, okay?"
"You can’t reveal the features of this courtyard. I need to check before you post."
"Okay."
"Hmm."
Jiang Nuo continued to take photos enthusiastically.
Mu Qiuniang sat under the tree shade, where the lush ancient tree was covered with purple wisteria, clusters of tiny white flowers like stars.
On the stone table before her was a pot of Spiritual Tea and a plate of rose snacks, each about the size of two thumbs, pink and cute.
Most importantly, they were delicious and genteel, bite by bite.
"Did the all-capable butler make this?" Jiang Nuo asked as he snapped a picture of the food.
"Yes!"
Jiang Nuo tasted one and said, "Not as good as yours."
Mu Qiuniang was speechless. Her God of Cooking-level skills weren’t matched by many, and Mu Mingyu’s skills were already exceptional.
"You can’t even make it."
Mu Qiuniang ant, how could he look down on others when he couldn’t make it himself?
"Haha, that’s why I have a wife. As long as you can do it, that’s enough."
"And you just eat?"
"That’s right!" Jiang Nuo smiled, "Wife handles talent, and I handle being beautiful."
"You are indeed quite beautiful!" Mu Qiuniang comnted very objectively.
Jiang Nuo raised an eyebrow proudly, "Right?"
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When Mu Qiuniang returned to the Capital City, the news quickly reached the Mu family. Especially Wang Yuan, who was overjoyed.
The last ti, Mu Qiuniang had given her so skincare cream. Looking at Mu Qiuniang’s face, it was clear she had a knack for this.
Wang Yuan used it strictly according to the instructions once she got it. She wasn’t sure if it was her imagination, but the next morning she felt her skin was much more hydrated and supple.
Since she rembered the girl’s reminder not to use other costics while using the cream, Wang Yuan stayed at ho for several days.
Perhaps watching herself every day made the changes less noticeable, but a few days later, when she went out to et her shopping girlfriends, the difference was evident.
She wasn’t wearing makeup, yet looked prettier than those who did. One by one, they asked if she had used new costics.
"I’m not wearing any makeup!" Wang Yuan was a little confused.
"Don’t lie to us. We know your skin! We all go to the sa beauty salon. Your skin was a bit dry and a bit yellow, how is it so fair and supple without makeup?"
"Really, I’m not! I’ve been using the skincare cream my aunt prepared these few days. Supposedly it’s for skin nourishnt, and I haven’t used anything else. Maybe that’s what worked," Wang Yuan tentatively touched her own face and said, "Is the difference really that big? I just started using it a few days ago."
"Wow! Getting good stuff and you didn’t think to share with us? The difference is huge. Look at your skin condition, so plump now. Was your skin ever this good before? Can you recomnd your skincare cream to us?"
Wang Yuan was a bit troubled: "This... this was specially made by my aunt. I have to ask her."
"You must ask for us. Our lifelong happiness depends on you. If this stuff works, we’d pay any price to buy it."
"That’s not the issue here..."
Wang Yuan started, only to be interrupted, "We know money’s not the issue. We’re saying if the formula works, you could totally make a product to sell. We’d buy it, and help promote it..."
Going ho that night, Wang Yuan couldn’t stop staring at herself in the mirror, so delighted she wanted to apply all the cream to her face imdiately.
Rembering her daughter’s words that using this would make her look years younger, Wang Yuan was particularly pleased.
Which woman doesn’t love beauty?
Wang Yuan is a beauty lover too. Otherwise, she wouldn’t always run to the beauty salon trying to maintain her looks. So as she ages, she can still be a great beauty.
"What are you looking at?" her husband, Mu Mingsi, asked, noticing she hadn’t gone to bed.
"Hey! Do you think my skin has improved lately?" Wang Yuan turned and asked with a smile.
"Hasn’t your skin always been good?"
"Don’t just sweet-talk . I know my own skin. Seriously, do you think it’s whiter and more supple than before?"
"Co over here, let feel it."
Wang Yuan went over, letting him touch her face.
Mu Mingsi felt her skin, noticing it was tender and smooth, delightfully comfortable to touch, and couldn’t resist pinching it softly.
"Hey! That hurts," Wang Yuan quickly dodged, not letting him touch anymore.
Mu Mingsi awkwardly touched his nose, "Your skin does seem better, really nice to touch, I just couldn’t help it."
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